Chapter 28 His Jealousy

• When Colin made his announcement, Xander's fork stopped mid-air. His gaze, intense and brooding, settled on Isabel's phone.
• Isabel clicked her tongue and glanced at the phone. "Find me a good match? Does Amelia even have it in her cold, black heart? I'm curious—who's she trying to set me up with? It better not be some ancient relic in his fifties or sixties."
• "What exactly did you expect? With your current reputation, do you think you'll attract a wealthy playboy?" Colin's tone was laden with derision.